Sunday, August 19, 2012


Amy is leaving.

There are seven more days until we have a five-year-old.

An idea, "his last days of toddlerhood," circles and swoops.

The yard is littered with waterballoon skins.

Legos are a family activity.

Coffee is being cuddled on the couch.

Someone is not getting dressed for work.

Someone is stretching all the Sunday she can out of this morning.


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